Seventy-two-year-old Celandine watched her oldest son, Dodinas tease Violet Banks with a sigh. ‘They’re growing up.” she said to Matty. “Before you know it, she’ll be Violet Brandybuck.”
Matty smiled at his wife. “All Brandybucks are charmers. Look at me. I won the heart of the stubbornest lass in the Shire.”
“You did not. I came of my own accord.”
“I never told you, but the day after the….flour incident, I heard you say you wouldn’t forgive that ‘nasty old Matty’.”
Celandine poked her husband in the ribs as Violet flounced away, leaving Dody behind her. Here we go again.